Charlie, plus ça change, as the saying goes. The thug Left has been enamored of violence since I was a pup in the ’60s. Back in the day, it was called — admiringly — direct action, which basically meant applying a brick to a window or a fist to somebody’s face when you were caught up in Days of Rage.
Of course, it’s a long stretch of moral high ground from the civil-rights movement to protecting union privileges for beefy thugs, but that’s progress for you.






Comments